Schooled

You're about to be schooled

As I make you look like a fool

Call that playground rapping

Don't have a breakdown

When you end up in hysts playhouse

When the fists start flying

Its like no one exists

As everyone is silent

My raps are spit rapidly

Call this shit a tragedy

As you're horrified

By my lines which are fortified

And so organized

Call that OCD

More tourists than the dead sea

I'm charged with third degree

Hit you with that debris

Now you're knocked out

Man you just got shocked

By my electricity

And my publicity

In gaining

Feels like it's acid raining

And my rhymes are still remaining

As I'm sitting here entertaining

 

Schooled like yes

Fooled like no

Were the best rappers

And these hos don't know

 

My raps connect multiple times zones

Multi plattform app, like Samsung and Iphone

Getting copied by hipsters like 50 by Milow

A dozen girls chasing me, it's me hitting it from behind though

I'm nice yo, the borderline between gentleman and psycho

When I rap, hyper on the track, hyped on rappad as soon as I get a pen in my hand and pick up my pad

I have them homies patting my upper back

Cuz no homo

Why the fuck you wear shit like that if you don't wanna be starred at

I don't care who that is

Motherfuckers ain't got a life

I handle my biz

Like you ever wrote a fucking line that wasn't stolen

Who the fuck does my stat sheet look like you little bitch

You can't fucking practise realness punk

You get criticized for everything you do

And if you agree with that you're pitful

And if you ain't you're stubborn

 

Schooled like yes

Fooled like no

Were the best rappers

And these hos don't know

 

Fresh like, unhh

Dressed like, unnh

Westside, unnh, this is where I'm from

You don't want, none

Desperate beef, 'cause

When beef is on, I'm far from Crunk

Feel free to come get, some

Matter of fact, better run

My crew doesn't take it easy when a motherfucker fronts

It's redrum

Like jack here I, come

Horror flick, unh

Run up on you with the pump

Forced into the slums, where everybody packs a gun

Trying to raise awareness but politicians just be like "Unnnh"

Bitch made cunts

Rising above these cowards is my mission, no fun

Knives and guns

I'm the first one to bomb

On these bitch ass pussies, unh

Got a battalion in the front in case a fake motherfucker wanna stunt

 

Schooled like yes

Fooled like no

Were the best rappers

And these hos don't know

 

They like hysteria you making me go crazy

While all these rappers lazy

And they can't phase me

They call me number three

And id have to agree

Man I'm hot like three hundred degrees

Man you rapping nice and neat

Call that beef tea

I'll take you under my wing

Call you my trainee

Man they look up to me like a Christmas tree

While I rap with my masters degree

Call me the bourgeoisie

To a tolerable degree

 

Schooled like yes

Fooled like no

Were the best rappers

And these hos don't know

 

So this is my rap

Hit em with the cap

Call this a scrap

Man your rhymes just unwrap

Gonna wrap you in plastic wrap

Man my rhymes are fantastic

And my measures are drastic

My lines they elastic

They call me enthusiastic

Spit these bars

Fantastic

 

Schooled like yes

Fooled like no

Were the best rappers

And these hos don't know